Chapter 36: Ice Creams and Photos

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Henrietta's P.O.V

"What do you mean by that?"

"Romeo wants to see you" London replies "And he's obviously going to look at you weird"

"Obviously?" My voice raises

"Just go talk to him. I'll guard the door" She winks suggestively and I slap her arm almost immediately.

"Hey! Hold the violence, Bestie!!" She yells, and I slap her arm again

"Okay. I had that one coming" She shrugs and I slap her arm again, causing her eyes to widen

"Okay. I may have gotten a little carried away" I tell her

"Three slaps on the same spot" She whines before sitting up straight "Not to worry, I'll make Archer pay"

"Yeah. You do that" I get up and grab my bag and so does she.

"I shall" She says as we walk down to the Hallway

"Look. There he is" London yells when we're there.

There was no need of her announcing it, my eyes were already glued to him when we walked in.
I nod and she wishes me good luck before leaving me alone.

Deep breaths
Deep breaths

I walk up to Romeo while taking deep breaths. When I'm finally behind him, I suck in a breath
I use a finger to tap him on his Shoulder, and then take two steps back.

When he turns around from his locker and sees me, his eyes widen a fraction for a second, before he's back to his composed self.

"Harrison" He says curtly

"Archer" I say with a nod "London says you want to talk to me"

"Right" He nods "Just a second" He turns back to finish what he was doing in his locker.
I rock on the balls of my feet while waiting for him.

After London told me that he wanted to see me, my initial thought had been to flee. Obviously

But then I remembered that brief encounter with him yesterday.
I mean, It's not that I'm curious or anything.

Me? Curious? Never.

I just chose to try and be nice to him, today.
You'd think after what happened last time, I'd stay away.

"Henrietta?" Romeo calls and I abruptly turn to face him with wide eyes

"Yes?"

"Let's go to class" He says, pointing towards the direction to our Physics class.

"Is that why you sent for me?" I ask, incredulously

"Is that what your friend told you?" He asks me, and I try to read his face to know if he's joking right now.

It's completely unreadable
Or I'm totally clueless

"What do you mean by that?" I resort to asking

"Can we just go to class? We'll talk later" He says, and I blink twice

"Uh. Uhh. Yeah sure" I nod slowly, and walks away to class

What just happened? It just looked like I was the one who wanted to talk to him.

Shivers

And what the heck did he mean by 'Is that what your friend told you?'

Ugh! This is so confusing

Fine. After class then.

"Let's get this over with" I say to myself as I walk to the Class.

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